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Hello is a five letter word.
Goodbye is a seven.
7 minus 5 spells 2.
Me and you,
simple maths.
(Heaven and Hell)..

7 plus 5 equals 12,
which is 3.
You. Me > Baby.
A simple equation.
Tis Godspell.

Between Hello
and Goodbye,
there lives life.
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2020
If one fuels
The ego
Ego grows

If one fuels
The kindness
Love grows
Genre: Observational
Theme: Simplicity
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2020
Being single
Is awesome time
It is full of all
All the possibilities
All you will ever have
Any equations
X+X
X+Y
X+Z
Like wise
I mean all

Sense it
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: If it is, it will
Author's Note: Yes the emptiness you see is a new fullness of tomorrow.
Naveen Malhotra Dec 2020
Here is the love equation:
x²+(y-°√x² )²=1
Where °√ is cubic root
Do you love it you dude?
Solve it and draw a graph
You would get a ❤️
Many would forget to love
Solving the love equation above
Mathematical expressions are boring
Mathematicians only find them adorable
For lovers ❤️ is the expression
Love equation brings depression!
Jessica Sep 2020
There are no words for how I feel
In a solemn silence that is cavernous
I fill up the moments with an undefined equation
Abstract and delicately scrawled
The echoes of my writing sounding whole
But the answer meaningless and time-consuming
It is an unknown- but somehow the numbers are tangible
They are like a stagnant lake of denial
Motionless and dark in an ominous moonlight
I feel them pulsing with volume and history
They are my lake of despair that is aching for release
And still, I am silent
Inscribed and listless
Swimming to nowhere in my mind
And solving nothing with inconsistent lines
Andrew Rueter Jul 2020
Yemen is a floating failed state spinning in the maelstrom
of flu, COVID, diphtheria, and cholera on one side
and the US backed Saudi coalition on the other.

They float there
like an abandoned oil tanker
floating off the coast in the Red Sea
threatening to spill 1,000,000 barrels of crude oil
until entirety turns black—
a sticky substance that’s hard to clean off.

It floats there as a deterrent—a ***** bomb
Houthis hold hostage future generations
with an IED that will injure all of our children—
why have Houthis weaponized the destruction of our planet?
Could it be that we’ve taken their world from them?

The people drop
like a bomb from the sky
in the Shada area of the Saada province.

The country explodes
like a car of 13 Houthis—4 children—
sending shrapnel to every corner of the Earth.

How many children is a terrorist’s life worth?
Keep in mind terrorists could hurt children
or those children could grow up to be terrorists
or a defense contractor could go out of business
so what’s the price of a child relative to those scenarios?

21,000 airstrikes in 5 years
5 years to do the math
every time we try to solve the equation
the answer comes out negative.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2019
A sweet smile is an important part
The formula to capturing my heart
A sweet smile + amazing sense of humor = key to my heart
onlylovepoetry Aug 2019
the cherry blossom accord/equation

”perfumers use aromachemicals to recreate a cherry blossom accord...(an accord is a scent made up of individual aromachemicals, that when combined, create a harmonious blend where none of the individual ingredients are able to be detected on their own).”

the odor of our lustful eyes,

the sweat, a unique commingling,
a sheen of salted oils body bathing,

crushed green petals of peaches,
crumbled together with the softy fuzz shavings,
the sediment of aromatic fruit juices drippings

our blending bottled in our brains,
none other would recognize but we,
to too two smell each other through and over
floors, concourses, cities, disparate distances

our ingredients secreted (secret),
our flavors cell secreted (secreting)
the world’s silly tittering aroma inserted,
our sparking fingertips touching
add a bush burning burnt odiferous

we seat across from each other in an airport
plastic restaraunt and everyone asks out loudly,
what is that smell, feed me that, taste me that,
as we are irradiating the atmosphere,
as we renegotiate our cherry blossom accord,
fresh signatures, updated, harmony of harmonies, notarized

she smiles, I joke, winking,
we must continue
to meet like this,
the fireworks of we,
of us,
to-gather to-gether,
a getting of giving,
she answers:

take me home and
bathe me in love,
give our bodies shelter
from the world outside,
beside a new spice
have I uncovered,
this will require some
discussion+exploration,
the quantity to be added,
the when, and the how!


what is this new ingredient?
asking puzzled and aroused,
she laughs
(a spice already included),
why it’s called
only love poetry






8/23/19 4:55pm
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2019
We are more than
Our names
Our designations
Our reflections

We are more than
Our present
Our dreams
Our efforts

Breathing canvas
Of the fuel
And the fire
That’s what
Who, we are

You N’ Me
Genre: Observational
Theme: Work in progress
False Poets Feb 2015
the mathematical statement in fluid mechanics that, for a fluid passing through a tube in a steady flow, the mass flowing through any section of the tube in a unit of time is constant**

instantaneous our love defined,
a fluid mechanic in the realm of ethereal,
where unlimited immeasurable undefinable

mass time flow sweat pulse anger forgive caress kind

quantifiable terms of our equation unique
in this poem
no waxing poetic,
excellent pure licked lips
are quantums and quarks visualized
though invisible the flow constant per unit of time from
initial good morning kiss to intemperate
indulgent good night conclusions
submitted here for your
analytical digression importuned

the square root of the continuity equation's solution
is
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